After forming a covenant with the interstellar bosses

Tang Zhishu shook his head. "What else can she do? She can only consolidate her throne. How can she tolerate such a huge war happening in her own land, and as the empress, she knows nothing about it?"

Indeed, the Interstellar Empire's royal family resembled the British royal family on Earth, more of a mascot than a figurehead, with virtually no real power. Such a throne and nobility were undoubtedly castles in the air, so it was understandable that she wanted to place members of the royal family in the military. The power struggle between the royal family, the government, and the military had always been a game of chess.

"So, you are just obeying His Majesty's wishes?"

"If I really don't want to, I can of course choose the second option. I think she will support me, but..."

"Aren't you afraid of fighting alien beasts? Are you offering yourself up just to obey His Majesty's wishes?"

Tang Zhishu lowered his head even lower, "I think, after this incident, I can gradually let go of my father's affairs."

"I'm sorry, Patriarch." Tang Zhishu still didn't get up. "As your match, I've always had the royal family in my heart. I'm not worthy. When I come back, if you still want me, Zhishu is willing to accept any punishment you may have."

Song Yu was very upset, angry and worried about him, and slapped Tang Zhishu in the face with a light slap.

"You've already made up your mind, why are you talking about whether it's suitable or not?"

One of them knelt and the other stood, and there was silence.

"Get up," Song Yu said after at least half an hour. "I understand. You want to feel at ease and put your father's affairs to rest."

This time Tang Zhishu didn't insist.

"Thank you for your understanding," Tang Zhishu said, "I promise, I will come back in two years at most."

Song Yu ignored him and said, "I'm leaving tomorrow, so I'll pack your things for you."

Song Yu prepared a lot of clothes and supplies for Tang Zhishu and asked Zheng Xibai to take them to him. Then he thought that if Tang Zhishu lost his prince treatment, Zheng Xibai would probably be transferred too. After looking around, he could only give the things to Sha Lang.

Because tomorrow is the day of the final exams at the Imperial Military Academy, Song Yu cannot personally participate in the trial of Tang Zhishu.

In fact, it is not impossible for her to force herself not to take the exams for one or two subjects and leave them for the next semester to make up for them, but she doesn't want to do that.

However, Tang Zhishu was not taken to the Bichen Palace, but to the military court of the First Military Region. He was an undisclosed major general of the First Military Region. Although he later stepped down, his achievements could not be erased, so it was natural for him to be handed over to the military region for trial.

The final result was the same as Her Majesty the Queen promised last night, he was demoted to a private and sent to the Fourth Military District, but the people in the military district had no right to revoke the Prince's title.

Her Majesty the Queen also rejected the request of a very small number of people to revoke Prince Tang Zhishu's title, saying that the First Military Region had already made a ruling and there was no precedent in the Interstellar Empire for double punishment for the same crime.

That night, Song Yu received a photo of Tang Zhishu alone in the temporary detention room of the Capital Star Circle of the First Military Region on the wall of her dormitory bedroom. The environment there was far worse than the place where Song Yu was detained specifically for appeasers. It was no different from the dark prison cell in her impression, with a narrow bed, a toilet without a door, and a set of spare clothes. There was nothing else.

He even smiled in the direction of the person taking the photo, which proved that he had noticed Wu Ling taking the photo for a long time.

"Hurry up, Duan Tianya is in the school." After just a glance, Song Yu asked Wu Lingjiu to leave quickly.

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Five days later, all of Song Yu's exams were over, which meant she could go home. The next semester would begin in a month and a half.

But Song Yu didn't, so she could only ask Song Yang to go home to see her parents on her behalf. Song Han and Zhao Mu were indeed very good and responsible parents.

In Zhang Nanyi's office, Song Yu knocked on the door and came in.

"Teacher Zhang, I want to apply for an internship at the Fourth Military Region next semester."

Zhang Nanyi glanced at Song Yu. Of course, she already knew the reason.

"There's no precedent in our school for students to do internships during their freshman year."

"I can learn all the courses online. As for actual combat training, I'm sure you know that training in the training ground is far inferior to real combat training. Besides, that training ground is no longer enough for me."

Zhang Nanyi looked at her and asked, "What if I don't agree?"

"I believe that even if I only have a high school diploma, as an S-level, the Fourth Military Region will accept me." Song Yu was very determined and did not back down in the face of Zhang Nanyi's scrutiny.

She had already made up her mind that a degree from the Imperial Military Academy was not a necessity for her. She had come here to avoid being framed by a mysterious man with spatial abilities, but now the crisis had been resolved. Although it would be a pity to drop out of school like this and it might seem like she was getting rid of him, she could not care less.

If the Imperial Military Academy really likes her as a student, then she can come back after a few years when things have settled down.

"can."

"what?"

Song Yu didn't expect Zhang Nanyi to agree just like that, and he couldn't believe his ears.

"Go ahead. Although no one has ever gone on an internship as a freshman, no one has ever reached S-rank as a freshman, especially a Pacifier," Zhang Nanyi said. "But you can't fall behind in your classes. If you fail any class next semester, I'll personally bring you back."

"Yes, thank you, Teacher Zhang." Song Yu was very happy.

"You've changed a lot in the past six months." Zhang Nanyi said suddenly.

Song Yu didn't follow her train of thought.

"When we first met, he was still a complete high school student, the kind who just wanted to do some tricks under the teacher's nose."

Song Yu smiled embarrassedly.

"You were also very nervous about the Jiang Honglian incident."

Song Yu nodded. Indeed, if it were now, she would not be so hasty to follow Zhang Nanyi, and maybe she could even negotiate terms with her.

"Now..." Zhang Nanyi looked at her, "You're still a tiny little thing."

Song Yu paused. Didn’t he say he had grown up a lot?

Just then, the door was knocked again, and Princess Luo came in. The two of them were taking the exam for the last course together, but Song Yu hurried over right after finishing the exam, so Princess Luo was a little late.

But this was not without its benefits, at least she heard their conversation outside the door.

"Teacher, I want to go too!" Princess Luo said eagerly.

Zhang Nanyi glanced at her and said, "You can go if you want, but wait until you reach S-level. As for A-level, you can only follow the school rules."

There is a huge gap between A-level and S-level. Many people cannot get promoted for ten or eight years or even their entire lives. Princess Luo Er felt a little disappointed, but she did not force it anymore.

Bringing Princess Luo Er out together, Song Yu comforted her, "Don't worry, I will take good care of Zhishu. Qiao Yemin has already promised to give me the rank of major as long as I go."

"The major isn't with the privates."